well if you aren't the hottest lunatic I've ever seen in my life. Pray tell, WHERE have you been?
By you, I mean your poems (obviously I saw you yesterday). Am I needy? Yes. The life of an addict is never dull, or satiated. So take pity on me woman, and scrawl your lunacy onto a paper so I can have a fix, yeah?
You caught me. I just really need a caffeine fix. But dang, look at those words of truth up there. Gotham needs you.